From the inside looking outdetails lost in the shadowstakes awhile for the eyes to adjustfrom the outside looking inyou go there everydaybut you don’t work thereyou just pick up theirimportant legal documents fall down go boomnow it only hurts when you breathe a not so subtle reminderthat you’re still alive if you call everyone Smokeyyou’ll eventually meet a Smokeylike a broken clock twice a dayright on